you envied caitlyn. the way she worked so quickly through the ranks, becoming a commander in such a short period of time while you’ve worked your whole life for even a piece of what she had. the way her naturally long and silky hair flowed over her shoulders when she’d let it down occasionally. the way everyone either secretly loved her or vocally loved her.

it wasn’t fair in your eyes. you deserved that. not the prissy piltover princess that you had the displeasure of being accompanied with on a scouting trip.

“we’ll go this way, less chance of being seen.” her feminine voice spoke quietly, nodding her head towards the entrance of the woods.